A Forbidden Love Story

This is for the Harry Potter and the Cursed Child Competition.Rose Granger-Weasley has become close friends with Scorpius Malfoy. What happens when this friendship becomes more than just, well, a friendship?If you like, please favorite. This starts in fifth year, but it might move on.

"Thank you. If you see any other red-head girls, stop them and make sure they don't stop me!" I say.

"Aye aye, captain." Roxanne says, saluting me.

I roll my eyes, say "Thanks," and walk out of the Portrait Hole.

Once I get down to the Entrance Hall, I immediately see Scorpius.

"Hey, Scorpion King." I say.

"Hello, Rose Blossom." he replies. He hugs me, and pecks me on the lips. "Ready?"

"Where are we going?" I ask.

"You'll see." is all he says.

I follow him up seven flights of stairs until we're in an empty corridor. I only have time to see a tapestry of Barnabas the Barmy teaching trolls ballet before Scorpius covers my eyes.

"Keep your eyes closed, I want it to be a surprise." he says. I close my eyes, and he leads me down the corridor and through a door.

"Alright, open them." Scorpius tells me.

When I open my eyes, I'm speechless. I know for a fact we're inside, but it appears that we're outside. There's a small lake surrounded by rose blossoms, with pale pink lilies floating on lily pads. Then there's trees all around.

"Where are we?" I ask once I manage to get my voice back.

"It's called the Room of Requirement." Scorpius explains. "It becomes whatever you need it to be, it's equipped for your needs, and if you need something else while you're inside, then it comes. See?" he points to an empty patch of grass, and a picnic blanket appears, with a picnic basket on top. Inside are all of my favorite foods.

"Oh, wow Scorpius!" I breathe. "This is amazing!"

"I've been here a lot. This is my sort of refuge when the other Slytherins are picking on me." Scorpius says. "Shall we?"

We sit down and have a small picnic, talking about all sorts of things. Just as we're finishing, I check my watch.

"We'd better go. It's past curfew." I say. Scorpius stand up and offers me his hand, which I take, and pulls me to my feet. "We should come back here often." I whisper into his ear when we hug goodnight.